GIRLSENBERRY
ho-hum dee-dum. i just made some bomb ass boysenberry thumb print cookies. 2 sticks of butter? fuck yeah! i get paid on friday, thank the lord! i think that's my main problem most of the time...being broke. my last check was like $150 or something ridiculous. this times it's like $230 which isn't much better, considering i have to buy trace call of duty 4 and get bart and bus passes. but alas, i'm doing what i can. what really bums me out is that i can't even think about saving for disneyland or a new tattoo or driver's training because i need every dollar i make! jackie said something about us opening a mini cafe on "the west end" so maybe that's an opportunity for more hours? i would totally just quit and find a higher paying job in the city, but i love the bakery. i love jennifer and jackie and new jersey nick and lisa and vinny and the fact that our bakery is basically the best in the bay area. i take pride in telling people i work there.
anyway, i couldn't believe it, my mother of all people got me my perfume for valentine's day! that sounds hella lame, but she knew how bad i've wanted another bottle since i ran out. i love her. i also did sign up for that pole dancing class i was talking about. it's not until april, but i couldn't be more excited. now THAT will help me make some money!
we're doing color at school now. it's not very fun because we have to fake the coloring operations with shaving cream and my eyes get all fucked up from looking at one thing for so long. in fact, i should stop writing right now so my eyes aren't fucked up tomorrow. and so, things aren't all that bad. in fact, they're exactly how i had hoped they would be.
anyway, i couldn't believe it, my mother of all people got me my perfume for valentine's day! that sounds hella lame, but she knew how bad i've wanted another bottle since i ran out. i love her. i also did sign up for that pole dancing class i was talking about. it's not until april, but i couldn't be more excited. now THAT will help me make some money!
we're doing color at school now. it's not very fun because we have to fake the coloring operations with shaving cream and my eyes get all fucked up from looking at one thing for so long. in fact, i should stop writing right now so my eyes aren't fucked up tomorrow. and so, things aren't all that bad. in fact, they're exactly how i had hoped they would be.